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in the beginning it was phat beats and bold strokes. everything was obvious. naturally, the soundtrack went along with everything else and there were keg parties and joyrides and the occasional high. it was summer after all. we didn't want to grow up, but our bodies did without us, and our faces showed signs as well. the acne in the yearbook disappeared and we had to worry about dry skin. we bought different face wash and shaving cream and razors at the drug store. the aging was subtle so in…See More
